jvl narasimha rao

When I grope in the dark

Her poetry strikes me like a divine spark

When bored , she gets me to her poetic park

If I feel totally depressed

Her poetry makes me completely refreshed

When I lose my hope, she becomes my pope


When I suffer from thirst

Her poetic juice does she thrust

When I pine for hunger

She comes to me like a classical singer

And gifts me her poetic plum

And makes me blissfully calm


When I suffer from insomnia

She comes to my bed

And lulls me to sleep

When I awake from sleep

Through the window does she peep

Because of her many divine benefits I reap

She follows me day and night

And makes my life spiritually bright

  • Author: JVL NARASIMHA RAO (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: February 16th, 2011 02:29
  • Category: Fantasy
  • Views: 35
  • User favorite of this poem: Cheeky Missy.
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  • Belinda AMeharry

    What a beautiful, heartfelt poem.

    • jvl narasimha rao

      Dear Belinda, it is so nice of you to comment in that beautiful manner

    • Dolphine29

      What an adhesive feeling attached to the beautiful soul that is shared. Delightful poem as it embellish your desires and appreciation for somebody deeply loved.

      • jvl narasimha rao

        Dear Dolphine, Thank you very much for your wonderful comments

      • Cheeky Missy

        Fascinating, beautiful, intriguing, lovely. I love the image you paired with it. I enjoyed this.

      • jvl narasimha rao

        Dear cheeky, thanks a lot for all your comments especially this.Thank you for your interest in my poetry
        yours loving brother,

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